If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

"This is the last time. If Miss Xiang'er can't make it and he doesn't want anyone else..." Everyone in the room understood the meaning of Mr. Dou's unfinished words.

The Third Elder and Tiger Chief sighed as they watched Mr. Dou insert the last two silver needles in his hand into Situ Yidong's head.

When Meixiang and the others arrived, they saw this scene: Xiao Nuo, whose forearms and eyes were red and swollen, stayed by Situ Yidong's side, his head full of silver needles and his whole body soaked in a bucket.

Mr. Dou's table was filled with various medicinal herbs, while the Third Elder and Tiger Chief were kneeling on the ground piled with ancient books, flipping through them non-stop. The color of the books showed that they were quite old.

On the low couch not far away, Soma was still sleeping motionless. It was obvious how hard Xiao Nuo hit him.

The footsteps outside the door woke up everyone in the house, and they looked up to see who was coming.

Xiao Nuo first cried out, then quickly jumped up and rushed to the door. "Miss, woo woo woo, you are finally here, come and see the young master."

"Hey, be careful, watch your arms." Liu Xiaomei quickly stood in front of Meixiang and blocked Xiao Nuo who was rushing over.

Only the third elder and the tiger leader among the books were staring at the five-petal plum blossom between Meixiang's eyebrows, speechless.

Meixiang walked into the house and went straight to Situ Yidong in the barrel.

"Miss," Xiao San reminded quietly behind her, "Master Situ is now..." Seeing that Meixiang did not stop at all, the words "disheveled" were swallowed back into Xiao San's stomach.

The moment he saw Meixiang appear at the door, Mr. Dou's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, finally settled down a little.

But the biggest problem was still to come. Although Meixiang and Mr. Situ were in love with each other, and the beautiful woman had given them the all-clear and tacit consent, they were not married yet and were not real husband and wife.

And it was still unknown what the attitude of the capital was. Thinking of the identities of the two, Mr. Dou sighed again in his heart.

"What's the current situation?" Meixiang asked in a low voice to Mr. Dou who followed her.

"This medicine is too potent. I've checked the dregs, and the effects of some of them are still unknown. Would you like to take a look first, Miss Xiang'er?"

"How long can Brother Situ hold out here?"

"This is the last time within my ability to make him sober. It will take at most half a cup of tea. I am not sure what will happen next." Mr. Dou was a little embarrassed. He really didn't expect that there was such a recipe left in this place.

Meixiang looked at Situ Yidong in the bucket. His skin had been wrinkled by the water, but it was still as red as a cooked shrimp. There was steam coming out of his head, his eyebrows were knitted, his lips were pursed, and his teeth were clenched.

The hands hanging outside the bucket were even more horrific to look at, with ten fingers covered in blood and veins bulging. It was terrifying to look at, and one was really afraid that he would explode and die in the next second.

Meixiang felt dazed for a moment as she watched. She felt as if someone was stirring something inside her with a knife. She couldn't help but cover her chest with her hands and bend over.

"Miss Xiang'er, are you okay?" Mr. Dou asked anxiously upon seeing this.

Xiao San and Liu Xiao Mei didn't care about etiquette and wanted to come forward. As Situ Yidong was the lady's lover, the two of them always adhered to the principle of not looking at anything inappropriate and refused to get close.

"I'm fine," Meixiang waved her hands behind her, stood up, and looked more determined, "Mr. Dou, please remove the silver needle for him, and then help him to the bed."

"Ms. Xiang'er?"

"Miss?"

Realizing Meixiang's intention, everyone exclaimed in unison.

"We have to make decisions in an emergency. We can't just watch him explode and die, right?" Mei Xiang chuckled. "Besides, we just moved some things forward a little. Prepare as I say."

Soon, Meixiang and Situ Yidong were the only ones left in the room.

Looking at the person lying quietly on the bed, Meixiang reached out her hand and gently stroked the faint red plum petals between his eyebrows.

It seems that their marriage is destined by God. Although Meixiang is a little shy, as a semi-modern person who has been wandering in the 21st century for many years, she is well-informed.

Besides, Situ Yidong's situation did not allow her to hesitate any longer. Thinking of this, she touched the buttons of her clothes with shaking hands and slowly unbuttoned them one by one.

Situ Yidun opened his eyes again tremblingly, and the first thing that came into his sight was such an exciting scene.

The girl's face was flushed with shame, and she was only wearing a light red bellyband and moon-white panties on her upper body, which made her skin look even whiter than snow. The colorful plum blossom between her eyebrows was shining brightly, which was extremely beautiful.

Such a beautiful scene made Situ Yidun feel his abdomen tighten, and the desire that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly surged up.

"Sister Xiang'er?" Situ Yidun called out in a hoarse voice. His arms, which had been able to move after Mr. Dou's treatment, were unconsciously raised with a slight tremor.

"Yes," Meixiang blushed and agreed softly, then lowered her head, too embarrassed to move anymore.

Thinking about it is one thing, but actually doing it is another. Even if Meixiang's mind is open, she is just a teenage girl who has not experienced anything in life. This is already the limit for her.

Looking at Meixiang's body that had not yet fully developed, Situ Yidong sighed secretly, gritted his teeth and put down his arms that were about to hug her shoulders.

Seeing this, Mei Xiang raised her head suspiciously and looked at him puzzledly: "Brother Situ Shi, has the effect of the medicine worn off?"

He took a deep breath and said, "No."

"You don't like my body?"

"How could that be?" Situ Yidong yelled. He would not allow anyone to belittle his girl, not even herself. "You don't know how much I miss you, I'm going crazy."

Then he raised his left wrist and said, "If it weren't for this bracelet, which has been motivating me to persist and wait for you, I, I, there was a moment when I really wanted to bite off my tongue, a..."

Meixiang placed her white wrist to his mouth, stopping him from saying the next three words.

"We still have a long way to go in the future. Don't you want to accompany me? Or do you want to push me to someone else? Well, let me think about who it is?"

"Don't even think about it, unless I die!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Do you really want to die?"

"I, I, I'm afraid I'll hurt you. You're still young. Also, I want to keep it for our wedding day."

Facing Meixiang's eyes that were about to burst into anger, Situ Yidun lowered his voice.

"You're almost dead, and you're still thinking about so many things." An angry voice came over.

In front of him was his beloved, dressed in cool clothes, and in his body was the effect of the medicine surging like a giant dragon. Even though Situ Yidong, who considered himself a saint, could not resist it.

He stretched out his shaking arms again...